The pure heart that sorrow cleaves
Is more fragile than autumn leaves

Yasser Kashef

Mots clés living-memories-i-relish

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We play among dense fields of sugarcane
Shaking a citrus tree to taste its rain
From scorching sun, we always flee,
Panting for an old shadowy tree

Yasser Kashef

Mots clés living-memories-i-relish

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